human nature

Tonight, I pulled my car into the outpatient surgery center's parking lot. This outpatient center and lot is beside the apartment complex where I live and is going out of business. Before the attendants of my complex knew this, we did not park in the lot for fear that we, not belonging, would get towed. We'd take our cars and go all the way around the back of the apartment building, the least choicest spots. But now, with the news of retreat from our neighbors, cars have begun to creep like bold kudzu vines into this new space. First three, then six, now eighteen dot the more convenient lot-- the ecology of parking.